I cut my teeth surf fishing in my young days.
In fact at Mom/Dad first IOP house there was an old Navy Retiree that lived behind out house(had a 3 legged Doberman ) and he would take me down to where Wild Dunes (he had an old truck with push button transmission , still remember that ) is now. At low tide was a big “pond” due to sand bars. We used to wade that catch loads of trout using red jig heads with white grubs. I would ask him about different colors, he would always say “Tom you can fish with any color grub you as long as it has a red head and white body “ Every now and then a flounder. He also taught Dad and I to fry the trout roe instead of discarding.
Dad would even preach a Sunday am Service at the Sand Dollar Campground when were there.
Sure do miss those days
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